User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March/@comment-3135907-20130323163345/@comment-3135907-20130412181218

Farther along downstream, anotherbeast is watching the shrew's progress from a low willow. Billun and Fizzog, a ferret and a rat, share a malicious grin at the sound of the approaching logboat as Greel, their stoat leader, bounds down from the tree and rushes into camp. "Five shrews, lightly armed, a-comen' this way. Ah ken we kin get `em as they pass through wi' the log. Billun, go across to t'other bank an' haul `t up. Fizzog'll `elp ye on this side. Meanwhilst, ah'll jest wait wi' mah trusty blade. If'n they gives us trouble, we'll take their goods and their heads!" The highland stoat pats the longsword at his side.